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Feb. 23rd, 2018 07:20 pmChloe is working.
It might not look like she is, the way she's standing on the street with a coffee in one hand and her phone in the other, looking for all the world as if she's engaged in a very serious text conversation, but she is. The paper coffee cup is empty, for one, having long since been finished and she's only holding it now because people always look far more casual and tend to attract less attention when they're doing the same thing the rest of the world around them is doing. Which is drinking coffee and looking at their phone.
But Chloe's just waiting for the right moment to slip down the alley to her left and see if she can't find an easy way into the building behind her. There's no compass in there, but there is a stolen set of earrings someone is paying her a great deal of money to retrieve. At least, they claim they've been stolen, that they're a family heirloom and while they have no proof of this -- meaning the police won't do a damn thing -- they've sworn up and down it's the truth.
Chloe doesn't really care one way or the other. She just wants to get paid.
It's a swanky apartment building behind her, but she's not bothered by that. She can get in through the front door if that's what it comes to, but she would rather go in through the fire escape to keep her face off any security cameras that might be watching.
At first glance, though, it looks as if the fire escape might be just a touch too high for her to reach, even if she jumps. Biting her lip, Chloe pretends to send another text, then looks up and finds herself watching an extremely tall man coming in her direction. He only has one eye, but that's fine, she doesn't need him for his eyes, she needs him for his potential boosting abilities.
"You're a big boy," she says when he's close enough. The timing is perfect, there are no other people around for the moment and she nods down the alley. "Want to give a girl a hand with something?"
It sounds like a come on and it just might be, but she really does need the help first.
It might not look like she is, the way she's standing on the street with a coffee in one hand and her phone in the other, looking for all the world as if she's engaged in a very serious text conversation, but she is. The paper coffee cup is empty, for one, having long since been finished and she's only holding it now because people always look far more casual and tend to attract less attention when they're doing the same thing the rest of the world around them is doing. Which is drinking coffee and looking at their phone.
But Chloe's just waiting for the right moment to slip down the alley to her left and see if she can't find an easy way into the building behind her. There's no compass in there, but there is a stolen set of earrings someone is paying her a great deal of money to retrieve. At least, they claim they've been stolen, that they're a family heirloom and while they have no proof of this -- meaning the police won't do a damn thing -- they've sworn up and down it's the truth.
Chloe doesn't really care one way or the other. She just wants to get paid.
It's a swanky apartment building behind her, but she's not bothered by that. She can get in through the front door if that's what it comes to, but she would rather go in through the fire escape to keep her face off any security cameras that might be watching.
At first glance, though, it looks as if the fire escape might be just a touch too high for her to reach, even if she jumps. Biting her lip, Chloe pretends to send another text, then looks up and finds herself watching an extremely tall man coming in her direction. He only has one eye, but that's fine, she doesn't need him for his eyes, she needs him for his potential boosting abilities.
"You're a big boy," she says when he's close enough. The timing is perfect, there are no other people around for the moment and she nods down the alley. "Want to give a girl a hand with something?"
It sounds like a come on and it just might be, but she really does need the help first.
